Luyện nghe bài hát Ode to O-Ren Ishii

Aiyo, I wanna dedicate this song right here to Oren
Half Chinese, half Japane-see, American an' yo
Oh, a specie, a feminine perfection
She got the sinister cat an' little freckles on her complexion

Cheaper than Yakuza but she's wicked like
An' she got Crazy 88 Killers that'll right through ya
Quick to chop a head off, then wipe the off
A long range sniper shot she bust, let a dud off

You got a minute to an' a second to die
You can see the image of the reflectin' inside her eye
But since she was a girl, yo, she never would cry
She so much tragedy, let me explain to you why

She grew up on a military base, where she had to
The brutality of her mother an' her father erased
The blood drops from her tear
On her cheek you see the smear
She watched as the shogun sliced through her dear pops

Through his skull, now she's vicious like a pit bull
An' when it comes to hatred an' revenge, she got a full
Yo, revenge is fire that burns inside your soul

Aiyo, she bustin' off kneecaps, son, since the age of eleven
But fuckin' the to death, that was her favorite weapon
An' the death you paid in Hell, boy, it be paid in Heaven
You better got down on knees, son
An' start prayin' to the

Bon appetit, boy, revenge is so
when it's served on a cold dish, but she has no wish
But to cut day short like the Winter Solstice
An' a chance to receive a bit of mercy from her was hopeless
Oren Ishii, Chinese, half Japane-see
Half American, yeah, oh what a